I am writing this a little earlier than I usually do. I just got back from church and wanted to jot some things down before I forget it. So I attended CoC in Roxbury. What can I say? First let me say that I was glad to be in the house of the Lord because I am a Christian that enjoys worship. Second let me say that I will try not to talk too badly about my experience because it is church. I WILL TRY!!! Now… When I first walked in the door I thought to myself, where am I? I felt like I was thrown in some church in the woods of Mississippi. What happened to the city? Tiny congregation (about 80, if that), no piano, no organ, not even a tambourine. Just singing and foot tapping. And this lady behind me… my goodness. Bless her soul, she must love to sing but someone in her life time I am sure has told her that SHE CAN NOT. I am not exaggerating on this one. She was the worst singer I have ever heard and of course she was the loudest thing in the congregation. She was so bad, that it was painful. I prayed that she would shut her trap or that my ears would filter out her NOISE. We had a scripture, prayer, 3 songs back to back and then the sermon. Note about the songs… we sang a total of 5 songs and I only knew 2. I flipped through their hymnal to find that the majority of the songs were foreign to me. (I wonder if they take song requests. LOL). The only time we stood was during the first prayer. I am beginning to believe that I have a mild case of ADD because 30 minutes into the service I was like, can we please stand up in here. Side note, before I forget… After the scripture was announced, one lady yelled out, “Not yet, I’m not there”. Oh my goodness!! HUSH!
So I have to do a little research. I don’t know if this is all CoCs churches or just them, but there was no preacher, no revered, no pastor, nothing. A brother from the congregation brought the message. He also wrote on the white board during service too. I wasn’t sure if I was in lecture hall or church. No deacons. It was youth day so the young men of the church passed out the communion. Another note… they take Holy Communion EVERY week. Another new one for me.
So I have to do a little research. I don’t know if this is all CoCs churches or just them, but there was no preacher, no revered, no pastor, nothing. A brother from the congregation brought the message. He also wrote on the white board during service too. I wasn’t sure if I was in lecture hall or church. No deacons. It was youth day so the young men of the church passed out the communion. Another note… they take Holy Communion EVERY week. Another new one for me.
And here is the part of the service that I did not like. PERIOD. After the sermon, someone swings the mic stand right in front of the pulpit for repentance time. Now I know what it means to repent, but when I heard this in the order of events earlier I just knew it couldn’t be what it sounded like. Yes ma’am. Here is your chance to get up in front of the congregation and share your SINS and repent publicly. One girl got up and shared that she had spoken some ungodly words about another female this week and that she wanted God to forgive her. WHAT!!!???!!! I know this is a joke. I believe in repenting my sins to the FATHER, not the congregation. It ain’t none of their DERN business. I almost cursed right there but I am talking bout church. I should clean my mouth up for at least this post. I wonder if they have folks get up there and tell it all. PLEASE LORD NO.
The entire service was about two hours. The sermon took up one by itself. I was ready to go. L stayed and wanted me to do the same. Thank the Lord for H. Everyone was going downstairs to eat and then they were returning upstairs for youth sermons (PLURAL I SAY). That’s enough for me for one day. H had already told me this morning before we left that she was driving her own car because L likes to stay at church all day. Oh no thank you. I did that growing up. Don’t miss that. I turned toward H when service was over and gave her the look like, don’t you leave me here. She explained to L that we were leaving and you could instantly see that L was disappointed. I was sorry to see that but I was too ready to go. She followed us out to the car in a last minute plea for us to stay. So sorry L, we out. H told me I need to figure out what I’m going to do in the future because she is returning home very soon. DON’T LEAVE!!! I need to go to church but I also need to be where I am comfortable. I don't know how L is going to take this one, but I gotta find somewhere else to worship. I'll give it another try cuz I believe in second chances. Where is Pastor Nelson or Pastor Black when you need em. I think I will have to have Amber or Shelton put me on speaker phone next Sunday.
The entire service was about two hours. The sermon took up one by itself. I was ready to go. L stayed and wanted me to do the same. Thank the Lord for H. Everyone was going downstairs to eat and then they were returning upstairs for youth sermons (PLURAL I SAY). That’s enough for me for one day. H had already told me this morning before we left that she was driving her own car because L likes to stay at church all day. Oh no thank you. I did that growing up. Don’t miss that. I turned toward H when service was over and gave her the look like, don’t you leave me here. She explained to L that we were leaving and you could instantly see that L was disappointed. I was sorry to see that but I was too ready to go. She followed us out to the car in a last minute plea for us to stay. So sorry L, we out. H told me I need to figure out what I’m going to do in the future because she is returning home very soon. DON’T LEAVE!!! I need to go to church but I also need to be where I am comfortable. I don't know how L is going to take this one, but I gotta find somewhere else to worship. I'll give it another try cuz I believe in second chances. Where is Pastor Nelson or Pastor Black when you need em. I think I will have to have Amber or Shelton put me on speaker phone next Sunday.
Well that’s it for now. I’m on the bed about to doze off. One of L’s neighbors had a party last night and they kept it going until the early morning. I didn’t fall asleep until they turned the mic off, so I’m tired. Going to take a nap before we go to the cookout at Sam’s house. L is still at church.
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